Students' Songs: Comprising the Newest and Most Popular College Songs as Now Sung at Harvard, Yale, Columbia, ... Union, Etc

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William Henry Hills
M. King, 1885 - Students' songs - 60 pages
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Page 28 - Old Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard, To get her poor dog a bone: But when she got there The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none.
Page 28 - Little Jack Horner Sat in a corner Eating a Christmas pie; He put in his thumb, And pulled out a plum, And said, "What a good boy am I!
Page 10 - Farewell ! be thy destinies onward and bright ! To thy children the lesson still give, With freedom to think, and with patience to bear, And for right ever bravely to live. Let not moss-covered Error moor thee at its side, As the world on Truth's current glides by ; Be the herald of Light, and the bearer of Love, Till the stock of the Puritans die.
Page 32 - Jin - gle, bells ! jin - gle, bells ! Jin - gle all the way ! Oh ! what fun it is to ride In a...
Page 32 - Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle all the way! Oh! what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh!
Page 8 - I'll hang my harp on a weeping willow tree, And may the world go well with thee. He left me for a damsel dark, damsel dark, Each Friday night they used to spark, used to spark, And now my love once true to me, Takes that dark damsel on his knee.
Page 27 - Then three times around went our gallant ship And three times around went she. Then three times around went our gallant ship, And she sank to the depths of the sea.
Page 8 - There is a tavern in the town, in the town, And there my dear love sits him down, sits him down, And drinks his wine mid laughter free, And never, never thinks of me.
Page 27 - I've a father and a mother in Boston city, But to-night they childless will be." "Oh! the moon shines bright and the stars give light; Oh ! my mammy'll be looking for me ; She may look, she may weep, she may look to the deep, She may look to the bottom of the sea.
Page 58 - Awake ! — Soft dews will soon arise From daisied mead, and thorny brake ; Then, Sweet, uncloud those eastern eyes, And like the tender morning break ! Awake ! Awake ! Dawn forth, my love, for Love's sweet, sake ! Awake ! — Within the musk-rose bower I watch, pale flower of love, for thee : Ah, come, and...

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